For the past two days, the older boys have been clamoring to get up on the garage and clean out the gutters...so they say. What they really want is to horse around on the roof and they think that cleaning out the gutters will be their "in" with me.
"Enough!" I shouted, while they bobbed around me like enormous puppies as I attempted to cross the yard. "I just got home from work and I have to barbecue dinner. No one is getting up on the roof."
They immediately broke ranks and vanished. Still dressed for work and muttering, I wandered over to the patio and started the barbecue. When I had finished, I began to make my way back to the house. It was little wonder that I found myself crossing paths with Justin and Ethan, going in the opposite direction and carrying a ladder - Logan in tow.
"Logan, stay off the ladder," I warned. "Your brothers are about to be stupid and you're smarter than that."
"Dad," he wailed. "No I'n [sic] not."
- 18 June 2012
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